Faces of my enemy, Going Pro

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Harry, under a disillusionment charm arrived near the Astronomy Tower. But he saw an irate McGonagall berating loudly to three red heads and a fat boy. Harry smirked when he heard McGonagall shouting, "Fifty points from each one of you, now get back to the common room now!"

"Wow, Minnie's having a terrible one, I wonder if it's that time of the month again." Harry thought silently as the four Gryffindors scrambled away. T

he next few days were even more suspicious to Harry, Dumbledore was on absent leave, which could only mean that the old, senile lunatic wanted Eric Potter to 'save' the Philosopher's stone, which fascinated Harry very much.

The whole school save one Ronald Weasley had grasp the knowledge that Eric Potter was literally a troll trapped in a human body. It became very clear as to who the suspect was after Harry heard from Draco that something was killing unicorns when he was serving detention for telling McGonagall about the dragon in the Forbidden Forest.

Harry had a bad hunch as he saw that Quirrell was no where to be seen at the evening feast. He grabbed Roger, Elan and Cedric and dragged them onto the empty third floor.

"Bloody hell, what's with dragging us away so fast?" Elan asked.

"Listen guys…I know it's a lot to take in but Dumbies is hiding a philosopher's stone in the castle and Quirrell was missing at tonight's feast. I heard Snape and Flitwick talk about how Quirrell had snuck the troll in that nearly did poor Granger in."

Five seconds of silence passed as the three dumbstruck teens simply stared at Harry, trying to get him to tell them it was all a joke.

When he didn't Cedric took a step forward. "I'm in, Harry has never lied once to me before." Roger and Elan nodded as Cedric basically summed up their thoughts.

Harry smirked and the four ran towards a door at the end of a long corridor.

"Something's growling behind this door." Roger gulped.

"A Cerberus, to be exact, have you three noticed how Snape had this odd limp after Halloween. I think he was trying to see if Quirrell got pass the dog or not and was bitten." Harry deducted.

"So how'd we get pass?" Elan asked.

"Watch and learn, Malfoy." Harry said with a smirk as he pulled out a flute from his robes. "Alohomora!" The door unlocked began playing Amazing Grace upon entering the lair of the three-headed behemoth. Harry noted of how breath-taking the Cerberus was as a species, it had a thick brown coat, three enormous heads filled with large, sharp canine teeth and glowing orange eyes. The beast, upon hearing the music, gave a loud yawn and promptly fell down into a deep sleep.

Motioning with one arm, Harry signaled his friends who walked quickly to the trapdoor and Cedric lit his wand and gasped when he saw Devil's Snare underneath the pit.

"Think of something pleasant, because the trip down south sure ain't hell won't be." Cedric joked half-heartedly.

Harry cracked a smile and jumped first, followed by Cedric, then Elan and finally Roger. Harry felt the magical plant wrapping vines around him and drawing the memory of himself with Little Rose on his shoulder, calmed himself down and he was ejected onto a cold stone floor with a thump. Three "OOFS" followed through, groaning, the four teens walked to the only door ahead of them and when were shocked to find flying keys soaring all around them.

"This has to be Flitwick's obstacle." Harry whispered. The objective was clear to the four, grab the right key and jam it into the keyhole. The three immediately looked at Cedric who just looked at them weirdly. "Sorry Ceddy, but you're our only seeker." Elan grinned, voicing everyone's thoughts.

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